Mated To A Tyrant Alpha

Episode 4

Alpha Lesley roared in anger as he stared down at the empty drawer where the envelope that held his secrets had once been. He had carelessly hidden it under one of his shirts, and now it was gone. He knew immediately who had taken his files. It was Carrie. Lovely little Carrie with innocent eyes and a goddess's body. He had always known her innocence was fake, a mere front to manipulate him, and he had stupidly fallen for it.

Nothing about her had been real, not her vulnerability, her fake tears. He had left her for barely up to a day in his room, and she had stolen from him and vanished off into thin air.

Lesley allowed his claws to dig into his palm, hurting him, making him bleed, while he thought about his beautiful little mate and all the ways he was going to punish her when he caught her – and yes, he was going to catch her. He was going to hunt her down to the ends of the earth if that was what he needed to do.

He turned to look at the white sheets stained by her blood. What kind of female kept herself till the day she made love with her mate, only to steal from him and run off! Females. None of them were ever to be trusted.

The bed was still unmade, ruffled from their passionate love making last night. Lesley smiled wryly. He had been a fool, but not anymore. He was going to hunt Carrie down if that was the last thing he did, and then he was going to decide the best and most painful way to punish her.

“The Luna has gone . . .” one of his betas said, coming to stand behind him. Lesley turned sharply to face him.

“And how would you know this? Did you plan everything with her?”

The beta shook his head. “I just thought so, from the look on your face and the way the room looks –”

“That is not sufficient enough to make you know that she has fled,” Lesley said. He was watching his beta closely.

The beta shrugged. “We all saw the way you treated her – no female would want to stay with a mate who thinks nothing of striping her in public.”

Alpha Lesley laughed harshly. “And you think that was why she ran away? She ran away because she was a spy, and now she has gotten what she wanted.”

The beta shook his head. “But how would you know she was a spy?”

“She left with my documents – confidential documents.” Lesley studied his beta. Ralph was a male he knew very well, someone he could almost consider a friend, but he didn’t do friendships. “Ralph, is there something you are hiding from me?”

The beta sighed. “Before she left, she bought an abortion pill from the healer. I think she is pregnant with your cub.”

Alpha Lesley went deathly still, but only those who truly knew him could understand the anger blazing from his eyes. Not only had that little conniving b***h stolen his documents, but she had also fled with his unborn cub, and now she wanted to have an abortion, to kill his cub!

His eyes searched that of his beta once more. “Did you have anything to do with her escape, Ralph?” It was a simple question, but those who knew Alpha Lesley could not mistake the authority in them.

The beta nodded.

“Guards!” Lesley called out, and at the same time Ralph pleaded, “I can explain please.”

“Guards!” Alpha Lesley called out again, and this time, they all flooded his room. “Take this beta away and execute him. He has been found guilty of treason.” The Alpha did not even flinch as Ralph was led away, pleading for his life. The beta had once been a friend, but now he was a traitor and deserved to die. Lesley chuckled. Carrie was a traitor too, but no, he would not kill her. He would make her punishment so much worse; she would beg him to kill her. He was going to make sure he was the worst thing that had ever happened to her.

Walking over to the bed, he picked up the dress he had torn off her body the previous night. It still had her scent on it, that smell of innocence, mixed with arousal. He smiled to himself as he sniffed it. Finding her was going to be very easy, making her pay was going to bring him such pleasure. Winding the dress around his fist, he headed out of the building. The hunt was on.

The fact that she was pregnant with his unborn cub made things a little bit complicated. Alpha Lesley found he did not want to hurt his cub – just its mother. He was going to take care of her . . . physically, at least until she bore the cub. Emotionally, he was going to make her suffer so much until she wished she had never been born, or that she had never met him before.

With his mind made up, he stumbled out of the house in a barely concealed rage. He needed a female. He needed to have carefree, mind-blowing s*x with absolutely no strings attached, and then he was going to focus on finding and punishing the mother of his unborn cub.

He picked up his phone and dialed his favorite mistress. Monica answered at the first ring. “Monica, come over, I want you now.” He said softly into the phone, then hung up, knowing she would start coming to his place immediately.

Even though Monica was considered a beauty, she could not be compared to innocent–looking Carrie with her heart-shaped face and expressive green eyes, but Alpha Lesley wanted to take his mind off her. Monica would prove the perfect distraction. And when he was done satiating his body, only then was he going to focus on capturing Carrie.